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0 posted 03-04-2000 01:15 AM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for bsquirrel

The h2s has struck again. This is a loooooong one. But fun, too.  

Mike

-losing our minds in style-
I can count the tulips in your teeth,
The two lips on your face.
What do flowers taste like?
Does spit stick to lace?
Have I lost my class and caste?
Down on bees knees' with the queen
Telling her please be mean.
I like the sheen of the unseen.
It's like an ocean wave -- dark pulling water.
What's the matter? Go no farther?
What about further? Surely I can fall off a ladder,
Get up, climb back on, fall down again
Followed by a bucket of paint.
Don't mistake me for a saint.
Don't mistake me as a faint outlined etching
Of some dead soul retching. Please,
I have a lot of life to live, a lot of love to seize.
Did you just sneeze? I'd say god bless you
But sometimes he doesn't. Mostly he does.
But it's the times he doesn't that gets us on crutches
Of failed healing, broken faith,
Latches swinging, smoke and wraiths.
Candle smoke staining the altar; holy water, the floor.
I can see my reflection in the mess.
Do you want to confess?
I'd like to undress
And forget why I'm a whore. Why the door
Locks and leaves me unsure.
I'll sit on the shore. I'd love the taste of more.
But down at the core,
Sometimes I wonder what we, our keys, are for.

I'll tell you though, the sunrise
Is a comforting surprise to surmise why the skies can catch fire and not cook us to fries.
I can see in your eyes you're still too in love with lies to understand the whys of why I'm fine abiding time here alone.
Look at the ocean foam. Don't you wish we could bring that home? It'd go well with the framed sticks and bones -- the losses we pretend not to bemoan. The classes we failed, the times we gave in to wordless wails.

Pleasure is a darkly shining treasure;
Take it in the proper measure. Anyway, I could on on like this for hours. But I'd much rather know why you're eating the flowers.
I hope you haven't decided to lose your mind again. C'mon, friend; it's late. There's too much wind.
Let's go in.
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1 posted 03-04-2000 12:46 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Very interesting.....does sound as if the minds are just about to lose it!

Denise
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Well, this h2s certainly was fun to read, too. What a forthpouring of thought! I like these stream of consciousness h2s's of yours...wish I could pour out something as entertaining.  

~ Claire
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3 posted 03-05-2000 02:43 PM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bsquirrel

Denise,
Thanks for the reply. I'm beginning to figure out that sometimes it's very hard for people to come up with a response to my poetry, and so they just don't reply at all. Hey, as long as you're reading, that's fine with me. But thanks for the attempt.  

Claire,
Merci. I had a lot of fun with that one; it does make a sort of warped sense, kinda. Later.

Mike
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4 posted 03-06-2000 10:09 AM       View Profile for Corazon   Email Corazon   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Corazon

no this is great...minds work just like this sometimes, well, I should say mine does *g* (or lol maybe I shouldn't admit to the insanity    )...but I would never be able to put it to words like this, stuff like this just flashes through too fast...good read
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5 posted 03-06-2000 07:12 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

Mike, I borrowed a laptop just so I could
tell you how wonderful this is.  Full of treasure, wonder and hints of anxiety...haven't been eating peyote, have you?
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Corazon,
It does flash by quickly -- thank god I can type 90 wpm (these days it seems more like rpm   ). Glad you enjoyed.

serenity,
Wow, you found a laptop just to respond? Thanks; I know I'm worth that much attention to detail.   And I don't need drugs -- I'm naturally ... ahem ... "messed."

Mike
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7 posted 03-07-2000 12:03 AM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bsquirrel

p.s., serenity,
Before you think me a pretentious blowhard (too late), I meant to type "I know I'm NOT worth that attention to detail." Oh well, whatever works.

M.
 
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